if he had been dazzled by the light.

that I gave no thought to the possibilities it presented
that I gave no thought to the possibilities it presented. the flames of the burning forest. Then I perceived.It chanced that the face was towards me; the sightless eyes seemed to watch me; there was the faint shadow of a smile on the lips.Does our friend eke out his modest income with a crossing or has he his Nebuchadnezzar phases he inquired. and. I was to appreciate how far it fell short of the reality. I thought I heard a sound like a chuckle--but I must have been mistaken. The big hall was dark.if Time is really only a fourth dimension of Space.And at first I was so much surprised by this ancient monument of an intellectual age. Weena had put this into my head by some at first incomprehensible remarks about the Dark Nights. man had thrust his brother man out of the ease and the sunshine. trying to remember how I had got there. Very dimly I began to see the Morlocks about me three battered at my feet and then I recognized. In addition.The Editor wanted that explained to him. I have suspected since that the Morlocks had even partially taken it to pieces while trying in their dim way to grasp its purpose.

the survivors would become as well adapted to the conditions of underground life. soft-colored robes and shining white limbs. as I supposed. knew instinctively that the machine was removed out of my reach. and there in the dimness I almost walked into a little river. But Weena was a pleasant substitute. and teeth; these.About eight or nine in the morning I came to the same seat of yellow metal from which I had viewed the world upon the evening of my arrival.shy man with a beard whom I didnt know.a little travel worn. I still think that for this box of matches to have escaped the wear of time for immemorial years was a most strange. unless biological science is a mass of errors. hastily retreating before the light. They were the only tears. She always seemed to me. and the voices of others among the Eloi. and that peculiar carriage of the head while in the light--all reinforced the theory of an extreme sensitiveness of the retina.The camphor flickered and went out.

My plan was to go as far as possible that night. leprous. chinless faces and great. The matches were of that abominable kind that light only on the box.without any wintry intermission.It was from her.which has only two dimensions. languages. possibly.looking over his shoulder.said the Psychologist. As it seemed to me. but presently a fair-haired little creature seemed to grasp my intention and repeated a name.and was followed by the bright.and smeared with green down the sleeves; his hair disordered.and Filbys anecdote collapsed.I took Weenas hand. which.

and deserted.some faint brown shreds of cloud whirled into nothingness. that night the expectation took the colour of my fears. Beyond this was another arm of the burning forest. were creeping over my coat and back.as the idea came home to him. no social question left unsolved. An animal perfectly in harmony with its environment is a perfect mechanism.can a cube have a real existence.A moment before. I had reckoned. that a steady current of air set down the shafts.parts had certainly been filed or sawn out of rock crystal.I think I see it now.He was in an amazing plight.and almost immediately the second. I was surprised to see a large estuary.Now as I stood and examined it.

as to assume that it was in this artificial Underworld that such work as was necessary to the comfort of the daylight race was done? The notion was so plausible that I at once accepted it. I hastily took a lump of camphor from my pocket. I began the conversation. to the mystery of the ghosts; to say nothing of a hint at the meaning of the bronze gates and the fate of the Time Machine And very vaguely there came a suggestion towards the solution of the economic problem that had puzzled me. there was nothing to fear. I thought of the great precessional cycle that the pole of the earth describes. but it rarely gives rise to widespread fire.scarcely larger than a small clock. You are in for it now. gloriously clothed. yellow and gibbous. Then I looked at Weena. and which contributed to my comfort; but save for a general impression of automatic organization. they are altogether inaccessible to a real traveller amid such realities as I found here. and once near the ruins I saw a leash of them carrying some dark body. and then stopped abruptly.That shall travel indifferently in any direction of Space and Time. Presently I noticed how dry was some of the foliage above me.

about the Time Machine: something. and had used all its abundant vitality to alter the conditions under which it lived. and as it split and flared up and drove back the Morlocks and the shadows. because I should have been glad to trace the patent readjustments by which the conquest of animated nature had been attained.girdled at the waist with a leather belt. I hoped to procure some means of fire. flinging peel and stalks. I lit another piece of camphor. from which I could get a wider view of this our planet in the year Eight Hundred and Two Thousand Seven Hundred and One A. It blundered against a block of granite.Would you like to see the Time Machine itself asked the Time Traveller.but the wings.The thing was generally complete.with a reminiscence of the Psychologist.It sounds plausible enough to-night. "that was not the lawn. who had been rolling a sea urchin down the sloping glass of a case.I saw the moon spinning swiftly through her quarters from new to full.

then day again.but the wings.sincere face in the bright circle of the little lamp.puzzled but incredulous. Then. were very sore I carefully lowered Weena from my shoulder as I halted. Once or twice I had a feeling of intense fear for which I could perceive no definite reason. Southward (as I judged it) was a very bright red star that was new to me it was even more splendid than our own green Sirius. while I solemnly burned a match. The place was very silent. the full moon. Then things came clear in my mind.Had anything happened? For a moment I suspected that my intellect had tricked me.His glance flickered over our faces with a certain dull approval.He reached out his hand for a cigar. too. every country on earth I should think." Then suddenly the humour of the situation came into my mind: the thought of the years I had spent in study and toil to get into the future age.

He came a step forward. that by chance.Remarkable Behaviour of an Eminent Scientist. but it rarely gives rise to widespread fire. And why had they taken my Time Machine?So we went on in the quiet. I took her in my arms and talked to her and caressed her. and overtaking it. I saw.still smiling faintly.so to speak. parental self-devotion. and ere the dusk I purposed pushing through the woods that had stopped me on the previous journey. And last of all.I admit we move freely in two dimensions.The great triumph of Humanity I had dreamed of took a different shape in my mind.Communism. and I was inclined to linger among these; the more so as for the most part they had the interest of puzzles.they taught you at school is founded on a misconception.

where rain-water had dropped through a leak in the roof.making spasmodic efforts to relight his cigar over the lamp; that . and the Morlocks their mechanical servants: but that had long since passed away.Most of it will sound like lying. Then. against fierce maternity.His eyes grew brighter. and I feared the foul creatures would presently be able to see me.or even turn about and travel the other wayOh. I found a far unlikelier substance. With a sudden fright I stooped to her.tell you the story of what has happened to me.three which we call the three planes of Space. Even my preoccupation about the Time Machine receded a little from my mind.said the Time Traveller. and that suddenly gave me a keen stab of pain.Above me. like a well under a cupola.

the general effect was extremely rich and picturesque. or some such figure.So long as I travelled at a high velocity through time. . almost sorry not to use it.(The Psychologist. after a time in the profound obscurity. But at my first gesture towards this they behaved very oddly.might not appear when I came to look nearly into the dim elusive world that raced and fluctuated before my eyes! I saw great and splendid architecture rising about me. tightly pressed her face against my shoulder.Thickness. too. and I drove them off with blows of my fists. There were no handles or keyholes.perhaps. and shouted again rather discordantly. At first she would not understand my questions. and protected by a little cupola from the rain.

as they approached me. In the first place. and in spite of her struggles.and nothing save his haggard look remained of the change that had startled me. in the dim light. I have no doubt they could see me in that rayless obscurity. And very soon she was smiling and clapping her hands. this tendency had increased till Industry had gradually lost its birthright in the sky. as my eyes grew accustomed to the darkness. Very soon I had a choking smoky fire of green wood and dry sticks. it is a logical consequence enough.my mind was wool-gathering. the advertisement. and beyond.There is a feeling exactly like that one has upon a switchback of a helpless headlong motion! I felt the same horrible anticipation. I clenched my hands and steadfastly looked into the glaring eyeballs. That I could see clearly enough already. I think.

andDuration. from the flaring of my matches.or the machine. like children. no need of toil. Although it was at my own expense. and the Morlocks their mechanical servants: but that had long since passed away. and so we entered. Then I thought of the Great Fear that was between the two species.the bright light of which fell upon the model. and gave them such a vivid rendering of a thunderclap as startled them. Our agriculture and horticulture destroy a weed just here and there and cultivate perhaps a score or so of wholesome plants. ten. and I felt all the sensations of falling. I was differently constituted. Going towards the side I found what appeared to be sloping shelves. and had.and a brass rail bent; but the rest of its sound enough.

amidst which were thick heaps of very beautiful pagoda-like plants nettles possibly but wonderfully tinted with brown about the leaves.And now I must be explicit. are indeed no longer weak. completely encircling the space with a fence of fire. and in spite of my grief. came the white light of the day. In manoeuvring with my matches and Weena.Badly.Would you like to see the Time Machine itself asked the Time Traveller.as it seemed. the thing I had expected happened. though I dont know what it meant. or had already arrived at. no doubt.Here was the new view. the old order was already in part reversed.man said the Doctor.That.

They had never impressed me as being very strong. there was the bleached look common in most animals that live largely in the dark--the white fish of the Kentucky caves. spending a still-increasing amount of its time therein. and from that I could get my bearings for the White Sphinx. silky material. nor could I start any reflection with a lighted match. and then I could feel them approaching me again. I went on clambering down the sheer descent with as quick a motion as possible. danger. Lightning may blast and blacken.said the Medical Man.are you in earnest about this Do you seriously believe that that machine has travelled into timeCertainly. and came and hammered till I had flattened a coil in the decorations. because I should have been glad to trace the patent readjustments by which the conquest of animated nature had been attained. and I drove them off with blows of my fists. from which I could get a wider view of this our planet in the year Eight Hundred and Two Thousand Seven Hundred and One A. no wasting disease to require strength of constitution.Then he turned.

and I had come upon the sight of the place after a long and tiring circuit; so I resolved to hold over the adventure for the following day.with an air of impartiality. the full moon. and as that I give it to you. I presently recognized as the decaying vestiges of books.Watchett came in and walked.and smeared with green down the sleeves; his hair disordered.The Psychologist looked at us. perhaps. I felt that this close resemblance of the sexes was after all what one would expect; for the strength of a man and the softness of a woman.His grey eyes shone and twinkled. but after a while she desired me to let her down.have a real existenceFilby became pensive. Their sentences were usually simple and of two words. possibly. We were soon seated together in a little stone arbour.said the Medical Man.said Filby.

It took two years to make. I felt pretty sure now that my second hypothesis was all wrong. and saw a queer little ape-like figure. as I have said.From the brow of the next hill I saw a thick wood spreading wide and black before me.You have told Blank.I have a big machine nearly finished in therehe indicated the laboratoryand when that is put together I mean to have a journey on my own account. My breath came with pain. and..He put down his glass. the same abundant foliage. As it seemed to me.Through that long night I held my mind off the Morlocks as well as I could. Conceive the tale of London which a negro. I held it flaring. out under the moonlight. towards the hiding-place of the Time Machine.

the Time Traveller proceeded.my mind was wool-gathering.Then there is the future. I looked into the thickness of the wood and thought of what it might hide. I knew that such assurance was folly. were broken in many places. for instance. and the like conveniences. energetic.such days as no human being ever lived before! Im nearly worn out. and showing in her weak. Little Weena. I found a box of matches.Everyone was silent for a minute.My sensations would be hard to describe. in my right hand I had my iron bar. Yet.each at right angles to the others.

and clearing away the thick dust. and I was thinking of these figures all the morning.So far as I could see. But they were interested by my matches. Then. I had reckoned. there are subways. I had felt as a man might feel who had fallen into a pit: my concern was with the pit and how to get out of it. and I returned to the welcome and the caresses of little Weena. It was plain that they had left her poor little body in the forest. But the jest was unsatisfying. was rather less than a mile across. and making uncanny noises to each other. I suppose it was the unexpected nature of my loss that maddened me. perfectly silent on her part and with the same peculiar cooing sounds from the Morlocks. I promise you: I retreated again. The sudden realization of my ignorance of their ways of thinking and doing came home to me very vividly in the darkness.as if he had been dazzled by the light.